The Relentless Pull of Reality (Poetic monologue/pro)

I drift in the serene lake, traveling to worlds only able to exist in ones imagination. Colossal fortress castles stand tall and proud. Knights of great honor slay dragons. Fields of straw and stover stretch to the horizons. Humble farmers tend their wheat.
I travel to the modern, where me and my gal lay under the maple as the sun goes to rest and the moon comes to watch.
We draw close, sharing warmth, laying side-by-side, watching as the stars start poking their bright little heads through the firmament of heaven.
Warmth fills every fiber of my being despite being in the cold. Something only she could make possible.

Then I awake. The black synthesized cockle beeping relentlessly as it reminds me of the time at which it is in the morning.
I long to travel back.
Take me back please.
To the castles... To the knights... To the fields... To the farmers... To the maple... To her...
But it goes on... Beep. Beep. Beep. Without fail. Without differing cadence. Without stop.
It forces me out of bed to silence it for fear of waking my two brothers I share rooming with.
And so goes the relentless pull of reality.


(PMC):

https://www.planetminecraft.com/blog/the-relentless-pull-of-reality-poetic-monologue-pro/